Edgar Allan Poe

my cancelled wife armand said i gaslighted my way into this mess, i'm gonna gaslight my way out of this mess

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tired eyes and ink stained hands trail across the pages, as the rain-swept buildings nestle underneath the gloomy skies, and the poems of beaudelaire pour from my heart.

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paris - september 2019

What a marvelous feeling it would be,

if we could say exactly how we felt.

What a monumental victory.

What a terrifying thought.

Lovely

French perfume 🥀

I miss Paris. 😥

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